our! first! house! (during. part II)

the moosh has a crush on the guy doing the work on our house. She says his name all drawn out and flirty. She draws him pictures and asks him “whatchadooin?”

Really?

Can’t blame her.

Because as of today my bathroom went from looking like this:

To this:

This utterly weird built in desk has been changed from this:

To this beautiful pile of rubble which will be changed into:

A CLOOOOSSSEETTTT!!

Oh, and then there’s this crap:

We knew there was a serious leak in the ceiling, after that was fixed turns out there were two serious leaks in the ceiling. And then when those were fixed water started pouring out of the freaking wall.

Three broken pipes and two holes in two different walls later and I have working plumbing.

I’m still having a hard time envisioning it all. But Cody and I realized last night that every surface except for the laundry room will be fresh and new. Cootie free. Free and clear for the moosh family cootifying.

Sure I’d rather not be living in a hotel while all of this goes down and it would have been lovely to just move in, but I like this process. It will be new. And it will be mine.

And my kid will have learned the value of a hard working man. (Well, you know, outside her father. And grandfather…you know, one who can lay tile and hang drywall, not just do your taxes or write a strongly worded letter.)

How exciting! My daughter adores our handyman! She has known how to say “Bruce” since a little after 1. Now I have hik over to help me with projects that I take on my self and she is just so crushing on him! Awesome changes happenin around your place!

It was a big big pain in the fanny when we did our construction, but it was so awesome seeing it come together – and it was pretty awesome getting everything done the way I wanted it to be. I kinda like when I get my way.

Fresh and new and clean and of-your-own-design-or-selection is soooooooo nice… We’re living in my mother-in-laws house while we build our new home, and I can tell you I’d prefer the hotel!! I’m sick of living somewhere where everything is so obviously NOT me.

My little one is too young to have crushes on our builders. Although she was blowing kisses at them earlier today… Can’t say I blame her – there’s some nice eye candy going on there!

Your house is coming together really well! Sorry about the plumbing issues though–plumbing issues=never the good.

And I don’t know if you meant it the way I’m taking it, but the last sentence seems pretty condescending? Are you saying men who can hang drywall and lay tile don’t have enough smarts to do taxes or write a strongly-worded letter? Because well, that sounds just crappy. And I happen to know quite a few men who can do both–my baby daddy and own father included.